Stories from the Past

In case you didn't read the title, it's the last day of summer vacation for me. It almost doesn't feel real. Denial is the first stage in the five stages of loss and grief, so I must be losing and grieving over something. I'm also a bit on edge since I have no idea how to do anything in high school. At least I'm not going to college just yet, unlike my brother!

Ew. School.

You all know what this means, right? I update even less than how I do now! Soooo, this is goodbye. . . Sorta. Small round green veggies!